Multiverse Systems: Demonic Resurrection in the Primordial Tower

Their feet were ankle-deep in a sheet of blood ocean, yellow stars shining against a dull-gray sky overhead.

Somewhere far, into the blurry distance, they could see a gray pillar.

Right over the top of that pillar was a giant, black hole in the sky, a river of blood streaming out, falling into the blood ocean like a bloodfall.

What was this?

Where had they come to?

Why was the bloody liquid under their feet responding to their movements?

Not only the students but, for a moment, even Grindelwald and Dumbledore asked these questions to themselves. Whatever happened, had happened just too fast for them to make a sense of it. Between both of them, there was hardly a magic they hadn't learned or heard of. But what kind of outrageous magic could shift so many living beings from one place to another?

Suddenly, both supreme wizards also thought of another, but even more terrifying question.

What kind of outrageous magic could replace the world with one of his own?

No matter the nature and number of the questions, none of them could spare another moment for anything else. High in the air, below the dull-gray sky, the Obscurus was letting out pulses of heat as if it were a black sun.

Suddenly, the sheet of blood ocean began picking up the heat as well.

One after another, students began screaming as their feet got scalded by the liquid. The real torture was that they had nowhere to go, either. There was no train to climb onto. No trees or boulders. Even the giant, white serpent couldn't be seen anywhere.

As if that wasn't enough, in a matter of moments since they had appeared here, red vapors began rising off the shallow blood ocean.

It wouldn't be long before the entire world began boiling, cooking everyone alive.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore knew the truth about their circumstances as well. Their only solace was in the falling, black sun, and in knowing that they would be long dead before they could even feel the blood boiling under their feet.

The two old friends looked into each other's eyes and knew this was it.

Soon the Obscurus would fall upon them and burn all and everything to ashes.

If there was a chance for the students to survive this ordeal, then it lay in miracles. Nothing short of a miracle could contend against the violent, magical might of the Obscurus now.

A Miracle… Grindelwald and Dumbledore thought bitterly, raising their wands.

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-Kekekekeke!- Ayin cackled, her breath hissing and rattling. -You have 30 seconds at best. Keke!-

The Zanpakuto still looked the same.

She was tall, thin, and completely black from head to toe. Her fingers were long, with sharp, black nails. She had no face, but a plane sheet of blackness. If there was a color about her other than black, then it was her hair; yellow, reaching to her knees and waving high and mighty without wind.

In front of her stood Black, donning a Yellow Cloak, his feet causing ripples in the sheet of blood ocean with every shift in his posture.

Ayin was right, Black knew.

His buffed Intelligence would have been enough to cast the Reality Marble in the Random World for a few minutes. However, now that he had brought all the students here, too, he could barely keep it up for 30 seconds.

Kai's grasp over the Limitless Blood Firmament was still not up to par, yet.

He couldn't single out an opponent and bring only him or her here. If it was only Dumbledore and Grindelwald, then he could have brought only them. But the Obscurus was still high in the sky, making him cast a wide net. Unfortunately, the students also got caught in that net like stray fish.

Not to mention, Black could feel it in his heart.

Something was actively trying to rip the Reality Marble apart from the outside.

Timeline… Black guessed, frowning. With the Reality Marble, it can't see what's happening to the main storyline Characters. Even if I were to attack them now, it wouldn't know it. Maybe I don't even have 30 seconds…

Black knew time was of the most essence now.

A bronze helmet and cuirass appeared over him. The bronze sheen was followed by the two swords - Murasame and Sounga. A phantom of a black-haired girl appeared in front of him. She gave Black the flattest stare before plunging the blurry, imaginary sword in her hands deep into his heart.

As the dark, cursed ruins spread over him, his reptilian, black eyes became red.

Those red pupils were surrounded by purple rims, giving him the vilest, demonic appearance.

Things didn't end there, though. Under his feet, within the blood ocean, a giant dragon flew in circles, dancing in twisting motions.

As the blood vapors took over his surroundings, Black let out a rattling breath.

Space hummed and rippled around him. High in the sky, terrifying space tears began appearing one by one as the Timeline forcibly tried to rip apart the Reality Marble. Between him and the sky, the Obscurus became a falling star, burning the very air in its wake.

Black let out a second breath.

Boom!

Heart-palpating red-yellow Reiatsu boomed out of him, becoming a red layer of armor under his Yellow Cloak. His figure seemed to be burning under materializing Reiatsu, the ends of the red flames taking the shape of dragons.

Black let out the final breath.

Selfless Breathing: First Transformation…

Space cracked under his feet as Black shot himself toward the falling, black sun.

Covered under the dense, Reiatsu flames, his figure blurred as two more heads and four more sword-carrying hands appeared on him.

A red stroke of brush met a black one…

… and the world lost its sight under the resulting whiteness.

… Three-Headed Vritra!

Boommmmmmmmmmm!!!

…

Black space tears ran from one end of the sky to another.

Pieces of the sky fell like drops of rain. Hidden within them, a tiny figure of a golden-haired girl also fell, her eyes closed, and her uniform torn here and there.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore couldn't believe their eyes… or their luck.

Never had they thought that a miracle would happen, saving them from this certain doom.

Dumbledore limped his way forward several steps and raised his wand, putting a stop to Darcie's fall. When she landed, he approached her and checked her pulse.

Then he looked back and smiled at his old friend.

Then… his eyes widened. "GRINDELWALD!!!"

Squelch!

Two swords ripped their way through Gellert Grindelwald, shattering his heart.

Blood foaming out of his mouth, Grindelwald looked over his shoulder and saw those demonic eyes, a chill running down his shattered spine.

Black pulled the swords out and kicked the dead wizard away.

How could he ever let go of such a sweet chance? If Grindelwald had sided with him, then it wouldn't have mattered. But the combination of Dumbledore and Grindelwald would have affected his plans just too much for him to ignore it. It was best if both these wizards died here before the Timeline could restrict him with the Timeline Backlash.

Boom!

Black boomed out of existence, saying nothing. There was no exchange of words or gazes. When it came to killing, the best way to do it was to just do it.

Fury danced on Dumbledore's face as he prepared himself for death.

Suddenly, the hair on Black's neck stood up.

CRACK!

Black shifted himself right, sensing the incoming curse.

A red bolt of Killing Curse cracked just inches away from him. If it wasn't for the Observation Haki, then despite him being buffed to the teeth right now and having the Hogwarts Uniform on him, he would have lost his Quality for certain.

Stunned, Black looked back and his eyes shook.

The dead wizard, Gellert Grindelwald, had stood up, holding his wand, his skin rotting visibly.

Oh, yes, Black realized soon enough. He is a skilled Necromancer as well.

Magic boiled as Grindelwald disapparated, appearing right in front of him.

Black hacked, surrounding the blades with Telekinesis. Grindelwald waved his wand, bending all rules within the Reality Marble. Over their heads, the final piece of the sky fell, the yellow stars blurring out of existence.

BOOM!

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Black shook his head as he came back to his senses.

Everything below his waist, and a part of his left hand and his chest, had disappeared. On the rest of his body, thick, black veins were oozing out blacker blood, reeking of rot.

After thinking over it, Black refrained from regenerating flesh for now.

He levitated off the ground and looked around. The Reality Marble had indeed disappeared before 30 seconds, it seemed. However, the real tragedy was that he couldn't finish Dumbledore in time.

Crack!

Cra-ckkk!

Cra-ccc-ccc-cck!

Hundreds of Aurors, and even more wizards from the Ministry, began appearing all around them.

"Ha-Ha-Hahahaha!" Black laughed like a maniac, rising high and high in the air.

From somewhere, he pulled out all the pieces of Ekrizdis, which began revolving around him, taking the form of a petrified statue.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

"Wonderful performance," Black said, his voice booming across the space as he clapped. "I lost my control over the Obscurus for a moment. Forgive me. Ha-Haha!"

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald with the most pained affection. Then he pushed himself to his feet and eyed the Yellow Warlock with wrath. "What do you want?"

"Death…" the Yellow Warlock said, rocking the souls. "Destruction… Madness… Doom… I just don't like the idea of peace in this world… It's… rotten… I will create my own world… my own peace…"

"You… are mad!" Dumbledore snapped.

"Ha-Ha-Hahaha!" the Yellow Warlock laughed again, raising his hands outward. "Who isn't?! Today… I declare… war… upon this entire world… Haha! Let the fun… begin!"

"A… A… Attack!" the Minister of Magic ordered, shaking in fear.

All eyes got overwhelmed by the sheer number of blinding, magical attacks.

But when the sky regained its peace, the Yellow Warlock had already disappeared.

In the sky, like the most ominous sign, the Dark Mark still shone ghostly green, a serpent tongue hissing, slithering out of a skull. Then, two crossed swords appeared behind the skull, all the greens becoming a hideous yellow.

The 2nd Wizarding War… had officially begun!

-------------- Mini Arc - The Battle of Legends - Ends! ----------------

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AN: Multiverse Systems: Demonic Resurrection in the Primordial Tower also ends with this chapter.

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